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University of St. Thomas (Center for Irish Studies)
RecoveryAuthor(s): Maurice HarmonSource: New Hibernia Review / Iris Éireannach Nua, Vol. 5, No. 2 (Summer, 2001), p. 48Published by: University of St. Thomas (Center for Irish Studies)Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20557712 .
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Fil?ochtNua: New Poetry
CONBEC
from Accalam na Sen?rach
I am sad at Conbec's death, Conbec, whose jaw was strong,
I never saw a cleverer foot after pig or deer.
I am sad at Conbec's death, Conbec of the deep voice,
I never saw a cleverer foot killing the tall stag.
I am said at his quick death on the green high waves,
his death was a calamity, his dying full of sorrow.
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RECOVERY
Girls trim as tennis pros in their white suits
held plastic dishes underneath his chin and bundled sheets efficiently away, indifferent to his mumbled apologies, his "Thank you, thank you,"
so softly spoken they did not hear
courtesy natural as wind stroking
his midland fields where mink gone wild
poach and play the river's sheen.
Sorry for the trouble he caused. He talked
of the herd he'd built, acres bought, the crack and palm-smack of the old fairs,
yarns of the cattlemen, sons who left.
For three days we lay in sickbay,
penned side by side in iron frames.
One day he spoke of a dog-fox he'd caught chewed clean through leg bone to get away.
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